I want to tell you a story about one of the way-points along the path of my gradual awakening. But I recall, that story has already been told. What follows is a prose poem written while visiting Labrangsi monastery, in the town of Xiahe, China. It’s a Yellow Hat […]

She came in darkness and pain To find the light of compassion But with her came the darkness And his rage The light was stronger In time, compassion prevailed She was freed The rage lingered And malingered Until that too found its release

There is but one Truth. Though there are many ways To speak of it truly, None of these Are the Truth. Those who claim the Truth Do not know it. Those who know the Truth Do no speak it. They speak about it, Truly. We call […]

Within the broken lies beauty Within the lost lies discovery Within the weary lies resolve Within the abandoned lies self-reliance Within the battered lies strength Within the suffering lies wisdom Within the humiliated lies humility And so it goes, on and on, The teacher and the lesson. When I originally […]

Peter is a pen name, as all the characters who post on this blog are. I am Patrick Jennings, and this is just one of several blogs I've created in the last couple decades. The most recent (and only active) one is Pix to Words, which features my own photographs as points of inspiration for writing, including short stories, travelogues, essays, poetry and other genres. Read more »